Uhh.... weren't they supposed to leave the apartment?

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Continued from here.


Spike moved his hand gently, more fondling than stroking Wesley's cock. Some of the jittery tension that had been building in him released with even that much more contact. "I don't mind doing a bit of coaxing," he said, his voice a bit tight due to Wesley's attention to his neck, "but we don't have to do anything if you're not... I think saying 'up to it' is too obvious even for me."

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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike bit down again, this time slightly harder, and then licked over the same spot. "I love how you taste."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Thinking briefly of Lilah -- of how she would use his body to both their pleasures but rarely speak any words that made his heart contract with joy -- Wesley closed his eyes and tightened his grip on Spike's hair. "I love you. Do you know how amazing it is to be able to feel that? To..."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Tell me," Spike said, pressing a kiss in the hollow of Wesley's throat. "Please."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley tilted his head obligingly and said, "I've never felt this way about anyone, not so completely. It's... it's consuming."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Is that good?" Spike made a sound of pleasure deep in his throat as he kissed up the side of Wesley's neck and nipped lightly just beneath Wesley's jaw.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Good," Wesley agreed. "Exhilirating. Terrifying." He slid his fingers through Spike's hair a bit, hoping to communicate that he didn't want Spike to stop.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

His hands firm on Wesley's back, Spike smiled and continued to focus the neck so nicely exposed to his mouth. "I feel it too," he said against Wesley's racing pulse.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Do you?" Wesley asked, gasping as Spike's lips brushed over his skin. "Really?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I do," Spike murmured into Wesley's ear. "I didn't want to feel this way, but I do. You're inside me. I can't help it."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Somehow that hurt, the thought that Spike might have tried not to care, might have fought against it. "Why?" Wesley asked a bit plaintively. "Is it because of who I am?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike pulled back at the unhappiness in Wesley's voice, his hands automatically rubbing soothingly over his skin. "No, pet, I love you because of who you are. Even though you're in a better position to hurt me than almost anyone, I love you."